Today’s post is dedicated to fathers: mine, him, his, yours and fathers everywhere.
First a little thank you.
I will never be a mother, let alone a father. So I don’t know the half of it. I only know how to be lucky to have one and follow in his footsteps.
Here is my father walking in the Giardino dei tarocchi – which makes it the third photo from this garden to be featured in the last four posts – and some other fathers in action, ending with several that my camera caught randomly while fathering. I thank you all.